Through These Streets
Walking through these streets
Full of empty names
I pass another city block
But things aren't quite the same
I used to have a purpose
I used to have a place
But today things seem empty
In this busy space
Everything moves
At a faster rate
Gotta stake your claim
Before it's too late
Life will pass you by
If you don't even try
Gotta achieve my goals
Before it's too late and I die
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